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sto morendo
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
la festività reale è stata fatta
il più triste dell'anno
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
il fratello, sono fuoco
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
veda che mi dò voi
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente

 



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